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"THINGS END. BUT MEMORIES LAST FOREVER."
LOCATION: TOKYO, JAPAN
DAYS UNTIL INTO THE VOID V: 5
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•Mikah stood there and looked at her daughter as she slept in the second room of the hotel suite that Mikah had booked for them in Tokyo. She had been having a somewhat of a good time in Tokyo now that she had both Drake and Leighton in her life. Leighton wanted to travel with her at all times now that school was out and Mikah wasn’t opposed to it this time. Leighton wasn’t a baby anymore and she knew what to do when her mother was in the ring and that was something Mikah wasn’t sure that she was ready to handle.
Mikah sits down on the bed, looking at Leighton as the soon-to-be eleven year old sleeps. She reaches out and tucks the blonde locks of hair behind Leighton’s ear. It was times like these that Mikah really missed Christian Othniel. He deserved to be apart of his daughter’s life but instead he had been selfish and OD’d. And so he wasn’t here on Earth to share in these moments with Leighton or with Mikah and it hurt Mikah every day to think about that but she tried to be strong, especially for Leighton. It had been hard telling Leighton that her father had died as Mikah had only told Leighton a few years ago that Christian was her father and so Mikah felt that Leighton was cheated time with the father that she only knew for those few select years. How could she tell an eleven year old that life wasn’t fair? Mikah leans down and presses her lips against Leighton’s temple, kissing it softly.;;MIKAH “I love you, Leighton.”
Her voice was soft and quiet as she looks at Leighton before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. She glances over at Drake, who was watching TV or doing only God knows what. She walks over and sits down on the couch and just lets her mind wander. Back to the time when she was running around in PWT with Jacob Mitchell, Christian Othniel, Bedlam, and the other members of the group. Leighton was only six years old when Mikah introduced him to her, five years ago. It took her a year after that to even realize that Christian was Leighton’s father, remembering the coincidental time that her and Christian had sex before she was even in wrestling.F-L-A-S-H-B-A-C-K TO 2011She had gotten close to Christian Othniel within a year after PWT had closed its doors and it was a surprise that she and him had gotten along so well. They got along so well that it was decided that they’d be put together in a storyline for IRX, the one company that Mikah absolutely loved. She was comfortable around him to trust him entirely with her safety and that they way he treated her on screen was just an act because he was good to her behind the scenes. She didn’t realize that he was Leighton’s father until he was talking about hooking up with this hot redhead on top of a bar after it had closed. The color had drained from her face and he noticed instantly.
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Miks, you okay?”She looks at the other guys that he was talking to and blushes a bit before she nods her head.;;MIKAH “Yeah, I’m okay. I’m going to...take a walk.”
A frown crosses Christian’s face as Mikah walks out of the locker room, unsure of what had happened and looks at his fellow co-workers of IRX and they each shared a confused look of their own. Mikah found herself walking down the hallway of the arena that IRX had booked for the show. How was it that her best friend was the father of her six year old child?! Was the world that cruel? It was completely by coincidence that they had ran into one another again and this time in the wrestling world. She knew that that wrestlers had a reputation for sleeping around and Christian had obviously been no different. It was surprising however that he didn’t recognize her. But her blonde hair was the one thing that was different from the time that they’d had sex. How could he have known it was her? And how could he have known she wound up pregnant from their tryst?»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Mikah, wait up.”
He had chosen to follow her, going after her to make sure that she was okay. She stops, turning to look at him and offers him a small smile. She couldn’t however mask her emotions this time and not with him.;;MIKAH “Did you need something, Mase?”
He smiles at her and he puts an arm around her neck in a friendly manner. They were comfortable with one another that it wasn’t something that bothered them if they were touchy-feely or whatever.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Are you okay? You left there in a hurry and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
She smiled at him and noded her head, lying through her blinding white, straight teeth.
;;MIKAH “I’m okay. I promise. We should probably talk, though. Tomorrow? Want to meet for coffee or lunch?”
She looked at him, a serious look in her eyes as she looked at him. How was she going to tell him that he was Leighton’s father?
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Okay, whatever you need. Lunch sounds good.”He leaned in and kissed the side of her head and she had pushed him away in retaliation. She had smiled at him to let him know that it wasn’t malicious intent to hurt his feelings.;;MIKAH “Great, I’ll text you. I’ve got a Skype date with a six year old. Catch you later.”
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Tell that adorable girl that I say hi. Laters, Miks.”
She had watched him walk away and a small smile had crossed her face. She was lucky that she was best friends with a good guy; even if he liked to pretend that he wasn’t a good guy. She chose to leave the arena, wanting to make her Skype date with her daughter.END OF F-L-A-S-H-B-A-C-KMikah glances over at Drake and smiles to herself. As much as she still loved Masen Christian Othniel, she was happy with Drake. She didn’t know if he was ever going to fill the void that Christian’s death left in her heart and she doubted that anything could replace Christian in her life. She honestly didn’t want him to take Christian’s spot; she wanted to keep a special place in her heart for Christian and the rest could be Drake’s.::DRAKE GREEN “Wanna order take out, babe?”
A laugh rolls off of her tongue. He had been strategizing for his match and whatever else he needed to do for the week.;;MIKAH “Isn’t it a little late for take out, babes?”
It had taken her a good two and a half days to get used to the time difference in Tokyo compared to her precious NYC. But she was well adjusted now and couldn’t even imagine getting take out this late. Plus, she’d get the urge to run early in the morning and she wasn’t sure how Drake would deal with that.::DRAKE GREEN “Never too late for take out, babe. Or we could order room service. I think the menu had chocolate covered strawberries on it.”
A weakness for her. Usually she didn’t like chocolate or many sweets but cotton candy flavored ice cream and chocolate covered strawberries were her downfall. Something she couldn’t deny.;;MIKAH “Chocolate covered strawberries do sound good. . .”
She knew he could sense the hesitation in her voice but the hesitation was there whenever they talked about food. She didn’t eat much and she was trying to get better about balancing her food and her running but it was proving to be hard.::DRAKE GREEN “Great. I’ll call down to the front desk and order some. You sit tight babe.”
He winks at her and she blushes a bit even though they’d been together a couple of months now and he had met Leighton. Things were going well for them. Almost as well as it had gone when Mikah told Christian he was a father of a beautiful six year old little girl.F-L-A-S-H-B-A-C-K TO 2011Mikah was sitting in a booth in the back, her choice of caffeine in front of her and Christian’s was waiting for him. She checked the time and wondered if he was even going to show up or if he had had something better to do than meet with her. Her worries were pushed away when she sees him walk in, sporting a simple pair of jeans and one of his IRX graphic tees. She had watched as he looked around the little shop before his eyes had landed on her. She had smiled back at him and he walked over, pushing gently past the other people in the little cafe.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Hey, dollface.”
She had rolled her eyes at him having told him plenty of times to not call her dollface because she wasn’t a doll. Or anything resembling a doll.;;MIKAH “Hey yourself. I got you your favorite.”
She had watched as his eyes lit up with happiness and she watched as he finally sat down across from her to take a drink of the hot coffee. She had been worried about telling him that Leighton was his daughter. Was he going to believe her? Or would he call her crazy? And how could she prove it other than provide explicit details of their wild time in that super shitty bar she had worked at when she was 18 years old?»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “What’s up, Miks? I can already tell something’s bothering you; I know you too well.”
It was what happened when two people worked closely together. They either came to be best friends or they ended up hating one another. Thankfully, Mikah and Christian had only grown closer as best friends. She offers him a small smile before taking a drink of her caramel machiatto.;;MIKAH “I just….I wanted to talk to you about Leighton.”
She watched as a small look of confusion passed through his eyes and she had felt a pang of nerves in her stomach, believing that he was going to insist she was crazy.
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “What about your adorable daughter?”Could she really tell him? Could she admit that he was her child’s father and they had met in NYC years ago and not in some shithole in Michigan? What choice did she have? He had deserved to know he fathered a child and Leighton deserved to know she had a father.;;MIKAH “I think I found her father.”
It hadn’t been the best way to tell him. But she hadn't known the right way. She just wanted him to know. She had known that much was important.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Oh yeah? I didn't know you were looking for her father.”
;;MIKAH “I wasn't. Not really but I found him and I think he deserves to know. He's a great guy and I think he'd be wonderful with her.”
It was getting out of hand. The whole situation was seriously messed up. He raised an eyebrow at her.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Then you should tell him.”
She had thought she had given him enough hints or whatever. But he wasn't getting it.;;MIKAH “I'm trying to tell him right now.”
She watched his face and had watched as the realization crossed his face. She had watched the emotions on his face and she felt slightly worried. She was worried that maybe he didn’t want to know that they had made a baby over six years ago.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “What...how?!”
She looked at him, and had taken a drink of her caramel machiatto. She wasn’t sure how she could convince him that Leighton was his without a paternity test. And of course, if he wanted a paternity test, she would have gotten him one and she wouldn’t have been offended.;;MIKAH “I overheard you telling the guys about a time that you had hooked up with this redhead on top of a bar after the bar had closed….I was that girl, Mase. The bar was a knock off version of Coyote Ugly and it was a shitty bar, so shitty that I can’t remember the name of it. And before you ask or say that I’m not a redhead anymore, I know. I changed my hair back to blonde.”
She could remember the emotions that were in his eyes as she revealed to him how she knew that he was Leighton’s father. She then realized that he was too remembering the night that they had together before she had gotten into wrestling.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Shit. You were the bartender that worked behind the bar and danced on the bar for entertainment. But you went by a different name…”
He had looked to her, hoping that she could clear up that little part of confusion.;;MIKAH “Yes, I did. Mikah’s a rare name for a woman and I didn’t want to run into anybody that I would have known or could have known in the future so I went by the name MiKayla.”
He smirked at her, realizing that she had dirtied up her twin sister’s name in the city of New York. She had really hated MiKayla back then.»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “I had always felt that there was something familiar about you. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Just wait till all our Natural Selection buddies hear about this! I banged Mikah before anybody in
wrestling did!”
She had shaken her head at his comment but couldn’t help but laugh. At all the times that the guys-excluding Jacob Mitchell, of course-
had teased and taunted her about wanting to get in her pants, he had been the only one that had actually achieved it; they just hadn’t realized it at the time.
;;MIKAH “I’m sure they’ll all be thrilled. Do you...want to tell her or do you want me to tell her?”
The look on his face had changed and he leaned back, leaning against the booth’s cushioned seats. She looked nervous as she wondered what he was thinking.
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Do we have to tell her right now? I mean, you did only JUST tell me. . .”
;;MIKAH “I think she deserves to know too, Mase. But we can wait if you want to…”
She then watched as more emotions and looks passed over his face and she couldn’t read them. She finishes her drink and smiles at him. She had felt relieved because he hadn’t freaked out like she thought that he might have.
»»CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL “Fuck it, let’s tell her. She’s my kid, she might as well know how awesome she is.”
He had winked at her and she rolled her eyes at how playfully arrogant he was with her. She didn’t mind and had thought it was adorable.
;;MIKAH “If you insist, Mase.”
She had winked back at him then they started talking about the IRX and how they had liked it and had liked working with one another.END OF F-L-A-S-H-B-A-C-K::DRAKE GREEN “Are you alive over there?”
She blinks a few times before looking over at her boyfriend and offers him a small, shy smile.;;MIKAH “If I say no, does that let me off the hook for not paying attention to what you were saying?”
She smiles again at him before getting up and walking over to the chair he was sitting in and she plops herself down in his lap. His hands instantaneously goes to her hips and she smiles again at him. She leans down and gives him a small kiss.::DRAKE GREEN “You’re lucky you’re hot.”
She rolls her eyes at him.;;MIKAH “And you’re lucky I let you be seen with me. So, I think we’re even there.”
She wrinkles her nose at him before moving into a straddling position on his lap. He grins up at her, an eyebrow raised.;;MIKAH “Are you sure that you’re ready to compete? I mean, Travis isn’t going to be exactly nice to you….”
::DRAKE GREEN “Let me do the worrying about Travis and you do the worrying about Veronica Taylor.”
Mikah scoffs and rolls her eyes before getting off of Drake’s lap. He reaches out for her, to pull her back onto his lap and she moves out of his grasp.;;MIKAH “You ruined the mood by mentioning her name. And I’ve already beat her before, countless times. I was
never allies with her like you were with Travis. I don’t believe in having allies.”
He just shakes his head at her as the there was a knock at the door. She looks at him, expecting him to get the door. He just rolls her eyes and gets up and he smacks her butt as he walks past her to get the door.;;MIKAH “Thanks, I hate talking to the help.”
He shoots her a look and she just blows him a kiss as he opens the door to get what he had ordered for them. She watches him, a smile on her face and something other than disdain in her eyes. Could it be love?<text align=right><p align=”Right”>
"JUST AN IMITATION OF THE REAL THING."
LOCATION: TOKYO, JAPAN.
DAYS UNTIL INTO THE VOID V: 4
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: MEDIUM-LOW
SCENE ii
REC•The room was spacious and in the front of the room was a stage and then there was a runway leading to the middle of the room. There were chairs set up all around the room and people were seated in them and there was a SCW camera man at the back, ready to record. Mikah was “backstage” working on her little project. She had on a neon pink Chantilly Lace Unlined Demi bra that had purple straps and a purple bow in between her breasts and matching lace cheekini panties and both were from Victoria’s secret.;;MIKAH “God, I hate being this...exposed.”
She wasn’t a model even though she could have easily been one. It wasn’t her thing; wrestling was her thing. She adjusts the panties a little bit before putting her feet into silver stiletto heels. She was all dolled up like usual; perfect make up and her blonde locks were in perfect, Victoria’s Secret Angel curls down her back. She loved her hair and make up lady. She winks at her before walking to the edge of the stage and gives a small sign to the camera man.;;MIKAH “Ready or not.”
She was talking to herself as if it really mattered. She then walked out on the stage and posed before walking down the runway and doing typical model poses. She tried not to glare at the people that were taking pictures of her before she walked back down the runway and stopped half way. She then turned to face the camera and the other people before taking her heels off then sitting criss-cross style a’la CM Punk in the middle of the runway. She grabs a microphone that somebody handed her and she smirks.;;MIKAH “See, that’s not so hard is it? Walking down a runway in your bra and panties isn’t hard.”
She raises an eyebrow and presses her lips together a bit. She gives a lengthy pause to let the people think.;;MIKAH “I’m not a model, shocking I know. I’m a wrestler, through and through. Even though it would be much
easier being a model than a wrestler, I’m going to stick with wrestling. Do you imbeciles want to know
why I’m going to be sticking with wrestling?!”
She tilts her head to the side a bit, as if to wonder herself.;;MIKAH “Because I don’t want people to think I’m just another pretty face with a smokin’ body or whatever the kids are saying now a days. And so I can keep kicking Veronica Taylor’s ass every chance I get because it’s fun to do.”
She laughs a bit before looking down at the stiletto heels that were on the runway in front of her.;;MIKAH “Veronica Taylor….”
Mikah again laughs, letting the noise roll easily off of her tongue.;;MIKAH “How many times is management going to book us against each other before they realize that I am just
that much better than you are?! How many times have we faced one another?! I don’t keep track of my insignificant matches. And I’m no historian like Mercedes Vargas is either. But back to our past matches. How many of our past matches did
you win, Veronica?”
Mikah taps her index finger against her chin a couple of times before laughing, loudly.;;MIKAH “That’s right, Veronica! You haven’t won
any matches that you and I have been booked in because you
suck. It may not be a nice thing to say but I never claimed to be nice. But then again, neither have you, have you? I mean, you did rip off the Mean Girls movie to create such a stable using that name. I’m still not sure why Paramount Pictures hasn’t sued you for copyright infringement, either. Because I wouldn’t let somebody like you use something that I would have created. But whatever, if they’re not bright enough to pursue such an easy case, then they deserve it. Just like you deserve what’s coming to you on Sunday.”
She runs a hand through her tousled curls.;;MIKAH “Everybody on Twitter knows that I despise Japan and after I make you bleed through your mouth on Sunday and after Drake kicks Travis’ skull in, I’ll be getting the hell out of this godforsaken country. I mean, seriously?! Who comes up with these tours?! Tour the East Coast of the United States, please. I’d be more than happy to attend then. Have a fucking pay-per-view in Madison Square Garden and I’d be happy to wrestle there. Maybe I’d even cash in my rematch clause.”
She shrugs her shoulders.;;MIKAH “But then again, maybe not. I like not being champion. I like not having the stress in my life of having to do
stupid shit for people who
obviously don’t give a shit about me. And didn’t give a shit about me in the first place. But I still believe that I am better than being booked in a match against Veronica Taylor. For fucks sake.”
She was growly and not in a good mood. But then again, when was she in a good mood when it come to SCW lately?;;MIKAH “I thought about not showing up at all and saying fuck it and fuck you to them because obviously they have no disrespect for me as their former Bombshell Champion. And to think, I was the one who carried the division for practically nine months. And I know you get tired of hearing me say that, almost as much as you get tired of hearing Veronica call people uggos or hunty. But it’s the truth. And the truth hurts.”
She takes a deep breath before laying back.;;MIKAH “Is modeling less stressful, Veronica? I mean, if it is I could maybe understand why you do it. But then again, what other talent do you have? It’s obviously not wrestling. You needed Delia, Mercedes, and Amanda to carry your ass when you were a group. I know, that’s in the past and I’m dipping into an illegal well. But let’s talk about who you are aligned with now. . .”
She sits back up and adjusts the bra, scowling as it was becoming a little itchy on her skin.;;MIKAH “Mass Media Miltia. Or rather, should I say Kate Steele and Crystal MillAR. Kate and I have never been in the ring together but I’ve beaten Crystal three times. And I beaten you at
least twice, if not more. So by simple math, I’m better than your silly little stable or alliance. I mean, it’s simple math really. And no matter how much I like Kate or whatever, I’m sure I could beat her too. But Veronica, I’m waiting to see if you actually think you stand a chance. Because I know that you don’t stand a chance when it comes to me. You excel in tag team wrestling and I excel in singles competition. I don’t think that I could ever excel in tag team wrestling; it’s just not my thing. But you’ve had months to learn how to be a singles competitor and you haven’t even really tried, if we’re being honest.”
She mock pouts at the camera for effect.;;MIKAH “I know I’ve been in a bit of a slump and I’m sure Tommy Knocks will point it out in this week’s edition of Hotwire and he can go suck a cock for all I care. I’m half convinced that they're using you to try to boost me back up. And I’m also almost certain that Christian Underwood is wishing that I was still his Bombshell Champion. Because then the championship would still have some honor to it. Why else would they make a stupid match like this between us, Veronica?!”
Mikah purses her lips, and raises her eyebrows at the camera.
;;MIKAH “Because they sure as hell don’t care about this match. But I’m also sure they didn’t want to leave me off the card because of who the fuck knows why. My feelings wouldn’t have been hurt if they had left me off. They’re actually
more hurt that they booked me in a match against you, of all people. I could have understood being booked against somebody that made sense but this? It doesn’t make sense at all.”
A sigh slips through her lips and she’s quiet for a moment, looking around the crowded room.;;MIKAH “Veronica, I’m not sure what you’re going to say about me but I’m sure it will be full of insults and things that don’t even make sense. And I’m also sure you’ll bring your ugly ass, trailer trash boyfriend in on it as well, because that’s who you are. I’m not going to mention my boyfriend because it seems like most of the bombshells in the back have a problem with who I’m dating. So we’ll leave that in the dark.”
She flips her hair over her shoulders, exposing the bra a little bit more.;;MIKAH “You see, Sunday will come before we know it and we’ll have no choice but to compete against one another because that’s our jobs. It’s not going to be a modeling contest. It’s not going to be a who has better hair contest or a make up contest. It’s going to be an actual wrestling match and I’m better at wrestling than you are, Veronica. You may be better at modeling than I am, Veronica and that’s fine because that doesn’t take
real talent but I don’t want to hear you say that you’re a better wrestler than I am.”
Mikah stands up and pulls the panties out of her butt and smirks at the camera before slipping her stilettos back on. She then struts down to the end of the runway and stops.;;Mkah “Because if I do hear you say those stupid words, I will take so much joy in kicking your ass on Sunday. And I will do everything in my power to make you bleed through your stupid mouth because you’ll deserve it. And let’s face it, Veronica.”
She pauses to walk back down the runway, giving the SCW camera man a good view of her perfect ass. She stops in the center of the stage before turning around. A devious look was in her pretty eyes.;;MIKAH “You couldn’t beat me when I was champion and you won’t be able to beat me now. Champion or not, I am still better than you. And you will find that out on Sunday and I will make you remember why you lost to me so many times before. And for me, that will be the second good thing about being in Japan. The first good thing is getting the fuck out of here as soon as fucking possible.”
She could hear the boos and jeers from the crowds as she disses Japan again.;;MIKAH “I’d love to say that I can’t wait for our match but that’d be a lie. The only thing I can’t wait for is Sunday to be over with so I can get back to normal. But as for you, Veronica…”
She smirks and leans forward a little bit more.
;;MIKAH “I hope you like the taste of your own blood!”
A devious smile crosses her face before she winks.;;MIKAH “Ciao.”
And with that being the last word, she walks off the stage and the camera man makes sure he gets a good shot of her ass before it fades to black.
